Hotel Bojatours Lux Podgorica

... in a different kind of place.<br><br>We had at least 6 hours to kill before our night train left for Belgrade so we decided to wander around. While we were walking to the downtown area, I kept thinking to myself, "How is this country a part of the EU?" It was really dirty, with litter everywhere. The shops and stores seemed kind of &#8220;ghetto.&#8221; We eventually found somewhere to eat (after what seemed like a really long ...

... br><br>And that city is...Podgorica. It's pronounced Poad-go-REETZ-a. Sounds Italian like it should be some awesome place, but trust me, it's not. This craphole was so ugly that it left me actually impressed that human beings can lack any semblance of taste. The bus rolled in and I was instantly wowed and mesmerized with it all.<br><br>Battered buildings, rusted lightpoles with the yellow paint peeling, stucco falling off ...

... known researcher for human rights in Montenegro.. There is one word to descirbe his art of living: enormous!<br><br>His flat is around 100 squaremeters, he is living with an absolutly hyperactive dog. His shower plays music and has got 10 different programs for ways of showering etc etc...<br>He invited me for beer and drove me around in Podgorica, showing me most important things in the ...

... though I told him I wasn't interested. From my experience, we hitchhikers were more likely to get picked up by aggressive, sexually-interested guys in countries where the women were conservative - for example, Greece and Turkey. My third driver had lived in New York but said he was happy he was married to a Montenegirl, because he was allowed to "beat the hell" out of her. And the Black Mountainite women didn't have much to say for themselves ...

... especially hated my taking the prescription medications my doctor gave me saying I didn't need them, they were addicting and poison. He also strongly disdained cigarettes; Bojana smoked covertly. The sun was just rising when Darko awakened me excitedly pointing out the tunnel we were driving through. I think he said at the other end we'd be entering Montenegro. Driving to the Budva Riviera in Montenegro we drove through some similar tunnels; the scenery was unbelievably breathtaking ...

... a bus station and some weird pyramids above the (pay) toilets. A majority of the population seems to be drifting around fairly aimlessly and the one taxi driver in the taxi area just mutters taxi half-heartedly (this is the opposite of Belgrade station, where about twelve of them hurl themselves at you screaming "taxi!"). Of course, I sort of expected this. Lonely Planet, whose travel guidebooks I use, have a habit of ...

... for recreation and relaxation in well managed parks, with different sport terrains, and of course the area of all types of accommodations. Buljarica beach Buljarica field and the slopes of Dubovica hill are very convenient for the development of tourism. Buljarica cove stretches from "Resovo brdo" cove to Dubovica, and is a largest beach of Budva Riviera. It is 1 km away from Petrovac ...

... Had an infinity pool, swimup bar, nightclub, and yachts in the middle of a national park, next to bamboo-stilted homes. Frenchmen concluded this was a mafia hangout. We then passed dozens of rural mountain huts/villages on a single winding mountain road to get to Rijeka Crnojevica. It took us 2 hours to go 30 km. The town was a great place to relax and unwind. Completely silent except for ducks quacking while swimming by or checking their ...

... from Serbia. (Serbia and Montenegro played together through the tournament) We jetted through Albania, knowing we had to meet Greg in Kotor, Montenegro and found that we could hang out in the southern town of Ulcin. We made it to the Albanian / Montenegro border without issues... then we waited for the bus to Ulcinj, Montenegro... during a torrential downpour... we ended up missing our bus and had to ...

I bet you are sitting there thinking, where the **** is Montenegro ????? Before we left, our mate, Tadek kept saying, you have to go to Montenegro, you will regret it otherwise. Then we met Andrea in Korcula and she kept saying that there was this place that is meant to have a fjord with a lovely town at the bottom of it. Bloody Kiwis the both of them, so because of them, whenever we saw someone with a new Lonely Planet, we kept borrowing them, as ...